Here I go---"Ah! What the devil?!" No!" I screamed uncontrollably. There I sat wide-eyed. On the kitchen table. All dressed up with decidedly absolute...ly no place to go."Gladys, my God, what is it?!"They all came running into the kitchen. We all stared at each other silently for a long time. Shock. My quivering embarrassment soared. No words came to my lips. My limbs were dead. The ladies crowded into the doorway. All mouths agape. They were gorgeous, extremely kempt, very put together. Gladys,. ’ Using her youthful suppleness to raise directly up and sit in Jomo’s lap, she once again asked for her favorite thing. ‘Tell me the story again, Jomo,’ she pleaded, hugging him around the neck. ‘I’ve told you the story a thousand times, Meecha,’ said Jomo, knowing he was going to tell her again, but resisting just so he could hear her beg. ‘I know, but I want to hear it again… Pleeezzzeee’ ‘Oh, alright,’ Jomo began… ‘Singing Badger and I had a dream, the same dream… it was a dark and windy. ” He buttoned my shirt, taking the shirt off. He was amaze about my breasts. His right hand pinch my nipple as I moan a bit. “Like this?"“Yes.” I moaned.“What else?” I hesitated for a moment, but gain myself. “I-I then touch my right breast, bouncing it up and down.” He used his other hand. Bouncing my breast up and down while his other hand pinch and twirl my left nipple. He’s reacting my performance earlier. I moaned softly in each breath. “What else?”“Can we stop?”“No, not until you’re fully. "Wednesday evening, after football practice, she wants you to go round. She wants us to spit roast her. It's one of her fantasies apparently." Jesus Christ!" I said, almost staggering backwards in shock.From the bathroom we heard laughter followed by Kim and Paula emerging, holding hands. "You two sit down," said Kim, "We want to show you something."I know in hindsight that this will sound dumb, but I honestly thought they were going to sing a duet or something. As we sat on the beanbags, Kim.